Family Time

Our next adventures take us to mud puddles and family reunions. (And, no they're not the same)

This is my studly husband in the Runners Cross, a race that takes you up, over and through obstacles. While doing all this testosterone filled fun you are racing against other teams. Jared loved it.

Jared's brother Curt got him involved in the race. He's the one holding the cute little girl.

Next up we have the Thomas family reunion. Jared's sister Tamra was in charge of planning it. She chose a KOA at Bear Lake. It was a lot of fun. We had so many things to choose from to keep the children entertained. This KOA even had a pool that Talmadge took full advantage of. I say good job Tamra!

Hmm? Am I really related to these two? I suppose they were just trying to do a cheep sand scrub to soften their manly calloused skin... Yah, I'm not buying it either.

This is Talmadge's cute little cousin Max on the beach at Bear Lake. He is just a few months older than Talmadge.

Me in my favorite spot reading the Hunger Games. The family was lucky I didn't try and fashion a bow and arrow and try to hunt them down, I was so into the book.

The KOA we stayed at even had a bouncy playground where they did games. Talmadge was loving it.

This is everyone that came to the Thomas family reunion. We are only missing a few people, pretty good I'd say. How are those kids so cute with those fathers?

This was just before we entered the eerie, dark, Minnetonka (I probably butchered that spelling) caves. Really, it wasn't so eerie we had a fun guide and it was lit the whole way. However, it did make me feel like I was about to encounter Dwarves that had mined too deeply. Yes, I am a sci/fi geek.

It looked like the Dwarves had make castles. Really, it was mother nature. We had a great time at the family reunion and personally think Tamra should be in charge of them more often.

Angels Landing

Our next summertime adventure took us to a place that is so close to the heavens it had to be named after a heavenly being.

This is Jared and I from the the second to highest landing.

I love red rock beauty, and I slip into a meditation on the astounding glories God has created, that or I'm thinking holy crap I'm not hiking any further over the narrow strip of rock that you see in this next photo.

The fact that this narrow passage had sheer drops to both sides, where you could possibly fall for hundreds of feet before you were splattered on hard rock didn't phase my husband in the least. He took off like a mountain goat on massive doses of caffeine, leaping and bounding. He payed no head to the metal chain placed there for him to hold on to for his safety.

I really don't know if this picture adequately demonstrates just how high up we were.

Yes, that's right, I am using the safety chain unlike other people we know.

I took a picture of the Angels Landing sign, please pay special attention to how many people have died since 2004. That is especially reassuring since you are already nearly done with the hike when you reach where they have posted this sign.

A little friend we met on the way back down the mountain. He taunted me with the ease in which he scaled the face of the cliff. ( He and Jared both)


During our challenging adventure Nana, being the saint of a woman that she is, was with the boys walking down by the river. It was a fun adventure for all of us that day!

Summer time fun

We have had a busy summer. This first installment of pictures is from our Calf's Creek adventure.

Nana insisted Talmadge wear a hat. Of course anything of Nana's would have bling.

Talmadge and Jared are ready to hike!

As always, Talmadge has more energy then his mother.

Spencer doesn't take well to the heat. We have to offer lots of encouragement, and water to keep him going.

We made it to the waterfall!

The water was cold but our little adventurer didn't care, he was going to swim.

It started to rain while we were at the waterfall. The rain cooled things off and we all had a pleasant hike back to the car.

Stay tuned for more summer time fun - a photographic journal.